Ancient Godly Monarch-Novel2

Chapter 1331: Zhiyin

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

For the next few days, Qin Wentian quietly cultivated inside Wan Zhuqing’s residence. He basically didn’t bother at all with anything in the Wan Clan. He could naturally leave on his own but since Wan Zhuqing kept asking him to stay, he decided to do so.

Today, during the night as he was cultivating, Qin Wentian suddenly heard a zither melody. The music was ethereal yet was filled with deep layers of meaning, and kept reverberating within his mind. After sometime, his eyes opened, gleaming with an indolent light. It felt like he wanted to let go of all his obsessions and wander the world with his loved ones.

"This music is interesting." Qin Wentian suddenly smiled. He wondered what sort of person the music player must be in order to produce such a melody. The beauty in one’s heart, able to see through and transcend all mortal things, yet having no obsession with strength and cultivation. He stood up and walked towards the direction of the music, and after a period of time, he came to the entrance of a courtyard.

Staring into the distance, he could see a woman with a veil on her face. The woman was currently stroking the strings of her zither, producing that marvelous music. It was like there was no distractions in her heart and all that exists now is just both her and her music.

"So young?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed. Such music was actually produced by a young girl. Although her face was masked, her countenance was beautiful. She was in white and now, underneath the moonlight, she seemed like a goddess making this place even more beautiful than paradise.

Only with a pure state of heart, would such beautiful music be produced.

Qin Wentian admired silently, he didn’t produce any noise at all. He stood there until the music ended, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Spying on others like this. Aren’t you a little rude?" A warm and gentle voice drifted over. Qin Wentian slowly opened his eyes and stared at the girl while smiling, "Sorry, I was affected by the music and couldn’t control myself. I apologize for my behaviour."

"Since you’ve already apologized, why are you not leaving yet?" The young girl continued in a light voice.

"Your music is transcendent, bringing with it longing. But I could sense that you somewhat dislike cultivation? Yet why is your cultivation base so high?" Qin Wentian asked. "The people in this clan all say that Wan Miaoyan and Wan Yiming are the two most outstanding geniuses but from what I see, your cultivation base is equal to them. Your attainments in music are deep and profound, and your talent shouldn’t be any weaker than them. This is why I’m curious."

A strange light gleamed in the eyes of the young girl. She inclined her head, her flawlessly clean eyes stared at Qin Wentian as she replied, "I don’t like to cultivate because I feel there’s no need for competition. Also, a majority of the people here dislike my music. You are able to tell my cultivation base with a glance and that indicates that you must be pretty powerful. Why would such a strong person be attracted by my music?"

"Because I don’t like cultivation too." Qin Wentain laughed. "Cultivation is something extremely boring. If only we can do what we like, playing the zither, writing poetry, wandering the streets with our loved ones, only those things are the most wonderful in the world."

The young girl cast a puzzled glance at Qin Wentian. A smile then lit up her face after that, "How can things be so wonderful?"

"Hence, we can’t not cultivate. Although cultivation is extremely boring, I have to pursue it. My obsession with growing strong is because of the many wonderful things in this world, without strength, one usually wouldn’t have the qualifications to pursue them. Cultivating is the road I take to achieve my dreams." Qin Wentian shrugged. The young girl stared at him. Did this man know what she wanted to express through her music?

"In that case, you still do like cultivation." The young girl laughed. She then nod to Qin Wentian, "My name is Zhiyin."

"You are like your name. My name is Qin Wentian." After laughing, Qin Wentian introduced himself. "It’s really unreasonable of me to intrude. I bid you farewell."

After he spoke, his silhouette flashed as he left the area.

During this period of time in the Wan Clan, Qin Wentian would frequently be able to hear her music. He really enjoyed it. Today, Wan Zhuqing came by and spoke to Qin Wentian, "Are you used to it here?"

"Not bad, it’s just that there would often be music." Qin Wentian smiled as he replied. Wan Zhuqing’s expression changed as he asked, "You don’t like the music too?"

Qin Wentian continued smiling at him, causing Wan Zhuqing to bitterly shook his head.

"This music is truly interesting. Old sir, since you intentionally arranged me to be here, it must be because you want me to get acquainted with Zhiyin, right?" Qin Wentian laughed. How could he not see through what Wan Zhuqing was thinking.

Wan Zhuqing froze before a smile appeared on his face, "Brother Qin, truth to be told, Zhiyin is my daughter. Before this, the reason why I kept asking you to stay, is actually because of some personal reasons. You know that my cultivation base is low. Although I’m an elder, even the likes of Yiyao, doesn’t respect me at all. Zhiyin’s talent is high yet she just so nicely, doesn’t like to cultivate. She prefers to bury herself in the arts of music, chess and books and rarely ventures outside. In fact, many people don’t even know about her existence. For those in the same generation as her, plenty of them look down on her."

"Old sir, you wish for me to go to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain together with the Wan Clan. Is this because Zhiyin would go as well?" Qin Wentian asked, instantly guessing the answer.

"Yes. The Darknorth Immortal Mountain would be a rare opportunity and good fortune to Zhiyin. I’ve already persuaded her to go, but I’m afraid because she knows almost nothing about affairs of the world and might be taken advantage of. If Brother Qin doesn’t like it, just pretend I didn’t say anything. And if Brother Qin blames me for having selfish motives to invite you to stay here, if you wish to leave, I shall still personally send you off." Wan Zhuqing sincerely spoke.

Qin Wentian was thinking silently. Just like what he said to Zhiyin back then, the wonderful things of the world had to be realized by strength, which cultivation grants. Wan Zhuqing loved his daughter but he knew that his strength was too weak. Although he’s an elder, his status isn’t high at all and even had to ask help from an outsider like him to take care of his daughter.

"No problem." Qin Wentian laughed as he nodded his head.

Wan Zhuqing didn’t expect Qin Wentian would agree so directly. A look of joy couldn’t help but to appear on his face, "In that case, I, Wan, really have to thanks Brother Qin. I will go on this trip as well, and we can take care of each other on the journey there. But of course if we encounter some unpredicted danger, Brother Qin, please feel free to leave us."

Qin Wentian nodded and didn’t say anything. Wan Zhuqing clasped his hands, "Brother Qin, take a good rest then. The date to move out is getting near and when the time comes, I will come over to let you know."

"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded. Wan Zhuqing then left directly. When stared at his back, Qin Wentian smiled. Everyone would surely have their own selfish motives in whatever things they do. He naturally wouldn’t mind it since Wan Zhuqing came clean with him. Let alone the fact that his daughter Zhiyin, was truly an interesting individual. action

After many days, many experts gathered outside the Wan Clan and these are all the elites of the clan. They were prepared to escort the few young masters and young mistresses of the clan over to the royal capital of the Darknorth Immortal Dynasty.

The distance for this journey was very far, and they even needed to use a teleportation array. Initially the few young masters and mistresses would head there individually, but because their target place was the royal capital, the old ancestor of the Wan Clan was worried and decided to send a group of experts to protect them.

Within the crowd, Redwing’s gigantic body was an imposing sight. Wan Miaoyan exuded charm and sat on top of Redwing. Her cold and beautiful face exuded an unreachable loftiness.

Wan Yiming stepped upon a flame dragon formed of astral energy, appearing extremely majestic as well. The two of them were at the center of the crowd with many peak-level immortal-foundation experts from the Wan Clan protecting them. Even the second elder of the Wan Clan was here. He glanced at his beloved daughter and was smiling widely. Let’s hope that this trip to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain would give her the chance to break through to immortal king.

Outside the clan, there were demonic beasts pulling a sedan. The sedan was extremely large, as big as a room and just as comfortable. Within the sedan, other than the others of Wan Clan, a veiled young woman, Wan Zhuqing and Qin Wentian was in it as well.

"Move out." At this moment, Wan Miaoyan’s father, Wan Qingshan gave the command as everyone soared up into the air and shot into the distance, heading towards the royal capital.

Inside the sedan, Qin Wentian smiled at the young woman sitting before him. "Miss Zhiyin, why do you like to veil your face?"

"Just a habit." Zhiyin replied lightly. She waved her hand and took out a brush, some paper and an ink pad and she actually began drawing inside the sedan. Just like Wan Zhuqing had said, Zhiyin loved the arts of music, books and chess.

Lifting the brush, a picture of a human appeared. From the strokes of the brush, Qin Wentian froze when he saw a familiar face. So it turned out that the person she was drawing, is him. After the drawing was completed, a young man exuding elegance and an extraordinary aura could be seen, completely resembling him. Her artwork was simply godly.

"Miss Zhiyin not only is skilled in music, your skill in painting is overwhelming as well." Qin Wentian sighed in admiration. The picture she drawn was extremely life-like possessing a charm of sorts.

"Sir Qin is too polite." Zhiyin replied.

"Actually, cultivation is truly wondrous, other than all things being linked, Miss Zhiyin doesn’t like to cultivate yet you have such a high talent and this might be something which stumped others. However, I think it’s only natural. With a pure state of mind resulting in high attainments in music and art, since all things are linked, it would naturally spread to your cultivation as well. If Miss Zhiyin learns divine inscriptions, I’m sure your talent for that would be as astounding as your skill in painting." Qin Wentian smiled.

The eyes of Wan Zhuqing who was at the side, gleamed with a bright light. These simple words of Qin Wentian hid the logic of cultivation within, causing people who heard it to contemplate. He thought of something which happened in the past, which caused him to be even more impressed by Qin Wentian. Although Zhiyin hasn’t learned divine inscriptions before, she had a chance before and she succeeded in copying an extremely powerful inscription.

"Sir Qin praises me too much, I’m not that good." Zhiyin shook her head.

"The long journey is boring. I wonder if it is possible for us to appreciate some music?" Qin Wentian asked.

Zhiyin’s eyes flashed but she nodded her head and took out her zither, slowly strumming its strings. Qin Wentian closed his eyes, and enjoyed the music. His state of heart was calm and peaceful now, able to encompass everything. He didn’t hate this kind of state, humans would always have many complex thoughts, wanting to force things which in the end, always wouldn’t work out. This is why he wished to hear some music by Zhiyin. From her music, there was a sense of etherealism within which he had no way to describe perfectly.

"Enough!" However, very quickly, the sound of beratement rang out, interrupting the music. Qin Wentian frowned and opened his eyes. Zhiyin merely smiled and kept her zither, showing an apologetic look towards Qin Wentian.

"Acting pure and holy." A mocking voice rang out. The person who spoke was none other than Wan Yiyao.

"Since you like music and hate cultivation, why do you still want to go to the Darknorth Immortal Mountain?" More voices of unmasked contempt rang out. Wan Zhuqing’s countenance changed, but Zhiyin didn’t seem to mind it. She was long used to it.

Qin Wentian was a little puzzled. Wan Zhuqing’s cultivation might be low but Zhiyin’s talent was extraordinary. Despite so, these people seemed to be very unhappy towards her. There must be some hidden backstory here.

The journey was still long. Qin Wentian would occasionally cutivate and would occasionally seal the space around them to listen to Zhiyin’s music. On their way, they used several teleportation arrays and finally, a loud shout rang out from outside the sedan.

"We’ve arrived at the royal capital!"

"When in the royal capital, everyone remember to keep a low profile and don’t easily offend others." Wan Qingshan commanded. They might not be able to offend any casual characters in the royal capital.

Qin Wentian opened his eyes and smiled. They already arrived? Traveling with the Wan Clan really did save him a lot of trouble. This was also one of the reasons why he chose to stay with the Wan Clan!

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Note: 知音 Zhiyin can be translated to both knowing music/soulmate.